Does your environment happen to you?
Or do YOU happen to your surroundings?
So I’m walking through the kitchen, and I notice that the dishes are kindof stacking up. “Why are the dishes stacking up?” I ask myself, “Whose turn is it to do the dishes?” I bring my gaze up to the small whiteboard on the wall and see my own initials by that chore. “Oh. Well that explains it. :)”
So I walk away and continue enjoying the day 🙂
I had a dream that it was breakfast at All Church Retreat and there was a huge cornucopia of cereals in the center of the field like the Hunger Games. All I remember thinking was, ‘Should I just grab a Raisin Bran from the outskirts and book it so I’ll be guaranteed to live or risk it for the Fruity Pebbles and Captin Crunch in the middle?’ – Rachel Powell
When the NSA eventually spies on all my blogs, emails, and FB comments, I hope to end up on their “religious extremists” list. 😉
In other words, I hope that my conversation broadly identifies me as someone who loves Christ.
My younger sister just spent the last of grocery money for the month to buy a gym membership.
In her words, “Priorities.”
[Don’t worry, though. My fridge is stocked and I always buy food for a hungry Hope]